John's brother, Travis, kept trying to persuade him to run the St. George Marathon with him last year. He started asking him about it Winter 2009. He asked me, too. I didn't have to think twice when I answered NO. John eventually jumped on board. I thought he was nuts.
It was getting closer for registration to open up. John was reading up on the marathon. He had asked me a few times if I wanted to do it with them. He said he thought it would be fun if we did it together. Whatever, John. I was starting to get annoyed. The main thing I kept thinking was, " I can't do that. Really. I can not go the distance." Right then something happened. Telling myself I couldn't do it sparked something. How did I know I couldn't? My name went on the registration with Team Allen. Shortly after, I signed up for the TOU Half. I had, officially, lost my mind.
We didn't get drawn out for St. George. I was relieved. Half that distance sounded much more doable to me. The thing I found out with running: it's not as easy as it looks. There where runs that killed me. Sometimes I felt that I could go on forever. I questioned my abilities. Training was time consuming. But for some reason it was important to me to prove to myself that I could do it.
And I did. It was awesome! I was seriously proud of myself. I accomplished something I never thought I could do. I did it for me and no one else. Running taught me a lot. It's all about the finish. Finish what you start. Don't give up. Do your best, forget the rest. The only thing standing between you and anything, is you.
But I still don't want to run 26.2 miles.
Right before the finish line. Time: 2 hours 9 minutes.
Love him. Ignore how gross and old I look.
No comments:
Post a Comment